Draco looked up from across the dining table, only to see a pair of green eyes meet his. His lips planted into a smirk as he simply breathed out "Potter, how lovely of you to join me." "Draco..." Harry trailed off, before Draco pushed his finger up to Harry's soft lips "Meet me at the top of the west tower tonight. We won't be overheard..." Draco looked around suspiciously, looking at all the familiar faces surrounding him. Harry nodded, striding off confidentiality, shaking his hips unknowingly giving Draco something to look at.